You the type make it big and get rob for your shit
Fag go to jail probally get robbed for yo Dick

Im to ruthless to lose to this bitch
you be toothless thats the rules of my fist

Lyrical destruktion might as well drop yo ass out the crew
Bang the blue aim at you, couldn't me a OG if you was in a gang of fools

Little nigga name gkilla think he gone get down with me
I done heard betta shit when I hold my dick and pea

How it feel to get beat and I ain't even been on a week
You fake like them white folks from Dawson Creek

Niggas claim to be hard but Got more bitch in him than a Ho
He be a rapper thats broke, Go on tour flyin in coach

Aint nothin I hate worse than thug actor
until I battled this canadian Rapper

Son you betta off gettin a gun just to save me the fun
you couldn't sale a record if you was hot and died like pun

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Guess who's Back
Still smellin crack in my clothes
Dont make me relapse on you hoes